Chapter 121: Decapitate the Great Demon!

Huh, you think I'm a fool?

Chen Shicheng was somewhat exhilarated, but he hadn't lost his mind yet; killing those things of yours is also mine!

But since this Tiger Demon is a Vanguard General, its lair is probably close to the Mountain Lord's residence, and I don't know whether Hui Siye can reach it.

If we encounter that Mountain Lord, should we just kill him outright?

Realizing that Chen Shicheng wasn't listening to anything it said, the Tiger Demon panicked completely; it could feel countless refined True Essence invading its body, like a bone‑scraping knife, damaging its meridians and acupoints.

Life force was draining, and its body was slowly losing sensation.

Between life and death, terror loomed! The Tiger Demon could no longer save its dignity, spitting fresh blood as it begged, "Master! Master! I wish to recognize you as my lord, serve at your command, become your foot‑soldier! Please grant me mercy!"

Honestly, even though he was in an exhilarated state, Chen Shicheng felt a stir upon hearing the Tiger Demon's words.

A Golden Core Stage great demon!

If it became my mount, I wouldn't even have to worry about speed; just appearing would summon a sky of demonic clouds, an awe‑inspiring sight! Encountering show‑offs like General Mo Evil, I wouldn't need to act—my mount could swat them away with a single paw. Yet that thought flashed up for a moment before I crushed it.

That Mountain Lord still bears the court's official title, meaning he still respects the power of the Great Yu and hasn't shown open hostility.

And this Tiger Demon intends to raze the city; if it dies, it would be a wasted death, and the Mountain Lord likely wouldn't intervene.

But if we captured its Vanguard General as a mount, it would be like tearing the Mountain Lord's face off and stomping on it—a grudge that would never end, likely leading to endless bloodshed.

Thinking this, Chen Shicheng stopped hesitating, unleashed his True Essence at full power, and prepared to eliminate the Tiger Demon at once.

"You forced me! Then we'll die together!"

Sensing Chen Shicheng's intent, the Tiger Demon felt instant despair and activated the skill that cultivators most dread using.

Self‑Destruct Golden Core!

The Tiger Demon's entire demonic energy reversed, surging along its meridians toward the dantian; the Golden Core, stimulated by this demonic force, began to swell incessantly, and a terrifying pressure spread around the Tiger Demon and Chen Shicheng, as if a massive stone pressed upon one's heart.

"Kid, step back; it wants to self‑destruct!"

"Whoa, that's brave!"

Chen Shicheng seemed drenched in cold water, snapping to full awareness; his exhilarated state vanished instantly, and his instinct drove him to pull out his right hand that had pierced the Tiger Demon's chest.

But the next moment, the Tiger Demon clutched his right hand tightly, and the situation reversed instantly.

"Hui Siye, is there a way to stop it?"

At this moment, Chen Shicheng's flaw of growing too fast and lacking foundation was exposed, a shortcoming common to all players.

He has Attack Power, but in other aspects the skills are hard to explain—"cannot guarantee, can only try!"

Hui Siye immediately manifested, seized control of the True Essence within Chen Shicheng, and began disrupting the reverse demonic flow inside the Tiger Demon, attempting to halt the self‑destruct.

Chen Shicheng didn't sit idly by; even if his arm couldn't be pulled out, he thought, "I still have the Beheading Immortal Formation!" To swiftly cut down the Tiger Demon that wanted to die with him, he sacrificed power and placed all hope on the instant‑death effect.

Countless tiny blade‑spirals materialized around the Tiger Demon's neck, then slashed down like moths to a flame.

Its power was pitiful, unable to cut even a single hair, yet its speed and sheer number were astonishing—within a blink, hundreds to thousands of blade‑spirals slashed down. "Futile struggle, since you won't let me go, then…"

Since it had already decided to self‑destruct its Golden Core, the Tiger Demon stopped begging and prepared to show some grit before death.

But whether it was its bad luck or Chen Shicheng's good luck, before the words finished, the 2.6% instant‑death effect triggered, and the death‑like expression froze instantly on that massive tiger head.

A ring of red lines appeared on its neck, then slowly rolled down one side.

【Kill Lv. 23 Tiger Demon, gain double experience for over‑level kill, receive 32 Experience Points, obtain skill scroll "Be a Hound for the Tiger" ×1.】

【Kill Tiger Demon, rescue the citizens of Huanglong Jun City, trigger Stealing Heaven Pendant effect, extract 29,663 Merit Points this time. (Remaining uses: 3/3)】

"Died so easily?"

Staring at the tiger head that died without a final glance, Chen Shicheng was momentarily stunned, but excitement quickly replaced it.

After slaying those city ghosts earlier, he had already risen to Level 14; now, after killing the Tiger Demon, his experience bar filled completely, reaching the peak of Qi Refining at Level 15, with an extra 9 Experience Points.

And that was just a small head.

The big head reward still topped the twenty‑thousand‑plus Merit Points! That's over twenty thousand!

I'm fired up, Daoist! I'm fired up!

With nearly thirty thousand Merit Points, if he adds them directly to his skills, he'll probably take off, maybe even breach the Mountain Lord's lair—a mere tiger that can scare away Immortal Family members in the Ascendant Realm, what a joke!

After the Golden Core Stage comes the Purple Palace, then the Dharma Form, and only after that comes Immortal Ascension.

By this calculation, the Mountain Lord is over thirty levels above me. "No rush, stay steady. Stay steady."

Chen Shicheng also noticed his condition was off after invoking the deity, so he quickly canceled the Skill, closed his eyes, and steadied his Qi.

"Daoist friend, divine might!"

"Thank you, Daoist friend, for stepping in to save me; I am immensely grateful!"

The cultivators of the Prefect's residence had been watching the outside commotion; when they saw Chen Shicheng defeat the Tiger Demon, they stepped out en masse, bowing to him in unison, a wave of indescribable shock rippling through everyone.

Especially those who had previously taunted, seeing the corpses on the ground separate and transform back into a tiger‑sized demon as big as a house, felt uneasy, fearing Chen Shicheng would settle scores later.

One must know that cultivators who have reached the Golden Core Stage, aside from burying themselves in cultivation to chase the ethereal divine seat, are left only with matters of face; their previous actions were no different from courting death.

Indeed.

These cultivators have already concluded that Chen Shicheng, who can easily slay a Tiger Demon, is a Golden Core Stage cultivator, and they are unwavering in that belief.

"Daoist friend, this is a blessing for the people; I, a humble Daoist, wish to establish a sect in Huanglong Jun City, setting up an incense hall beside the Ancestor's Tablet for you, offering day and night!"

Youyun Laodao, to atone for his previous mistakes, stepped forward first and loudly addressed the surrounding cultivators.

The moment he spoke, everyone inhaled a sharp gasp of cold air.

How shameless can one be to utter such words? Building a hall for worship beside the Ancestor's Tablet! This is nothing short of betraying the masters and annihilating the ancestors; if he ends up in the underworld, how can Youyun Laodao face the lineage of ancestors? (End of chapter)